He Yang's tactics are quite tough, his cultivation level is probably far above that of Xi Yunhe, and he carries a variety of magical weapons. Just like the four or five golden balls he throws now, they become more than a foot high before they hit the ground.
, a little sharp-mouthed monster with four wings on its back and a mouth full of sharp teeth.
They were not afraid of the strong energy, and as soon as they came out, they rushed towards He Lingchuan's lower back and heels and exerted their strength.
Now the place where the two are fighting is stuck in the "flowing clouds" carved on the rockery. The lines are complicated and protruding. With He Yang attacking in front, how can He Lingchuan have time to care about his own back?
But he didn't panic at all and slapped the Heaven-shaking Seal hard.
The big seal under my feet turned up on its own, seven feet off the ground, and hit the ground hard again!
Those golden monsters suffered from being too small in size. They were shaken for a while, and they all trembled into ghosts. He Lingchuan threw back a net bag and caught them all like dragonflies.
These moves seemed like tricks and had nothing to do with combat skills, but they made everyone watch without blinking, fearing they would miss the exciting content.
The difficulty in He Lingchuan's battle with He Yang today is that he cannot use the tactics and magical powers that the "Nine Nether Emperor" used in public. Such as the clone technique and karma miasma, such as Yuanli, and he cannot release the small flame beast squatting on his shoulders.
Even the fighting skills and habitual movements are not like those of Emperor Jiuyou. Everyone here is watching, and I don’t know how many people will analyze this battle carefully afterwards.
Not to mention, Qingyang was watching the whole process!
Fortunately, He Lingchuan came prepared today.
He Yang was also shaken by the Earth-turning Seal without any warning, and there was only a crack in the rocks under his feet with no path. When his feet were empty, he subconsciously pressed on the mountain wall next to him.
He also heard Qingyang's voice:
"Go to the ground."
Standing on the opponent's magic weapon and fighting with the opponent, what does this stupid kid think?
Just like that, He Lingchuan's poisonous fang knife had reached He Yang's chest.
Seeing that there was no way to escape, He Yang hit the mountain wall, turning into a line of red smoke and sliding along the rocks for a foot away before revealing his figure again.
With a soft "ding" sound, He Lingchuan's short knife struck the stone wall, sparks flying everywhere.
He Yang finally caught the opportunity that he missed, and the angle was just right, so the sickle swayed and lengthened again, and it went straight into the back of his head!
This blow was so powerful that it could split mountains and rivers.
He Lingchuan did not raise his head, but just as he was about to be split in half, the boulder on the Heaven-turning Seal suddenly rolled down, blocking the front of the sickle.
With a muffled sound, the boulder fell apart, but the power of this blow was also removed.
...Tsk.
You should have listened to the palace master and gone to the ground as soon as possible.
Just as He Yang was about to jump to the ground, He Lingchuan rushed over like a meteor and bumped into him.
All the people outside the court said "ah", it was so enjoyable!
But at the critical moment, He Yangqing used his shield to block, and his opponent hit the shield.
He Lingchuan suddenly turned his wrist, and a ray of light hit He Yang's eyes.
That is the mirror reflection of the soul-capturing mirror, which has the power to capture the soul.
He Yang had no Yuan Power here, so he felt the golden light in front of him and his mind was confused. Fortunately, he had a strong will, and the characteristics of the soul-capturing mirror could only take effect on him for less than one second.
Seizing this opportunity, He Lingchuan hit him hard on the forehead with a headblade!
There was a muffled sound that made people's teeth grind.
Taking advantage of He Yang being knocked back, He Lingchuan flipped up the short knife in his right hand, thrust it through the gap in the shield, and stabbed viciously into his ribs!
He Yang roared in pain.
There is nothing wrong with this Heaven-turning Seal except that it consumes too much energy. A quarter of an hour after summoning it, four fist-sized yellow Xuan Crystals have to be consumed! Normally He Lingchuan would be reluctant to use it, but tonight it was just right to deal with He Yang.
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On the day when the foundation stone of Youhu Villa was laid, Wan Qiliang and three others went to test He Yang's skills. He Lingchuan discovered that although He Yang was strong, he had a problem that was not considered a weakness:
Lack of battlefield experience.
The battlefield is changing rapidly, and strange things will happen. Those who can survive after more than ten battles are all old men, and they are all as evil as ghosts.
He Yang is the same as Fan Sheng back then, but he lacks this level of experience and his ability to adapt to situations is far inferior to He Lingchuan.
This Heaven-shaking Seal Mountain is the final stage he prepared for He Yang.
At this moment, the soul-catching mirror suddenly shouted:
"Turn him around!"
It can see six directions and is a rare helper for He Lingchuan.
At some point, a little golden monster flew over the sky-turning seal, right behind and above He Lingchuan, and took the opportunity to raise a round mirror and aim it at him.
The diameter of the mirror is less than half a foot. When held in the hand, it looks like a girl's dressing mirror, small and round. The mirror decoration is an unknown monster with its mouth open and roaring.
The mirror flashed, and He Lingchuan was already framed in the middle.
Spot on!
Correspondingly, a bright circle of light appeared on the ground, encircling He Lingchuan and He Yang.
Immediately afterwards, the little golden monster stretched out its claws without hesitation and smashed the mirror!
The fragile mirror suddenly fell into pieces.
The ground illuminated by the small round mirror also made a buzzing sound, like leather tearing. Then, cracks appeared one after another on the ground!
The positions and shapes of these cracks are exactly the same as those on the surface of the small round mirror, but they are only magnified several times.
It's very deep, each section is as wide as an arm.
Even King Yao, who was watching the show on the dance floor, changed his expression. The palace guards rushed to the front to protect him.
There is a barrier next to the dance venue, but the properties of this magic weapon do not seem to be limited by the range of the barrier. If it is used against the audience, it will probably kill and injure everyone.
Anyone with some eyesight can see that when the small round mirror cracked, it also tore the things on the ground, and even cracked the ground three feet apart!
The mirror comes from the old collection of Qing Palace and is a one-time treasure that Qingyang gave to He Yang just the day before. The magical power attached to it is called "If one loses, both will be lost"!
This magical power borrows part of the magical power, and uses the power of collapse, which is basically impossible to defend, and the victim will not die but will be seriously injured.
He Lingchuan couldn't hide either, not to mention his back to the little golden monster.
But he did not fall apart as the Qing Palace guards expected, because at the moment when the little monster smashed the mirror, He Lingchuan made a wrong step and turned around suddenly with He Yang on his back!
This time, He Yang turned his back to the mirror.
The power of collapse hit him firmly.
"No—" Qingyang slapped the table and stood up suddenly.
The solid red sandalwood table broke into several pieces with a clicking sound. The old pear blossoms on her and King Yao's heads swished loudly, and the huge tree crown trembled wildly, as if being grabbed by a giant and shaking violently.
In response to Qingyang's anger, dozens of branches fell down at the sound. The buds on them were still stained with water drops, but they had no chance to bloom again.
Pear blossoms bring rain.
The guards around King Yao looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.
Qingyang stretched out his left hand halfway and clenched his fist tightly, forcibly suppressing the urge to take action.
That's too late.
At the table, Zhongwu, Qu Ruhai and others also subconsciously stood up, staring intently.